Raylene's in trouble with the boss ... or so she thinks. When Ray is called in to the head honcho's office, her sexy female boss, Katherine, is actually interested in something Raylene never expected ... and she's packing a BIG surprise Raylene is sure to enjoy! In short, the boss is a futanari, and it's time for these two women to get down and dirty at the office!This erotic quickie by bestselling author Mindy Masters features a fertile employee's first time with her lesbian futagirl boss.

My Futa Boss

(Seduced and Seeded in the Office)

Mindy Masters

FEVEROTICA BOOKS

Published by Feverotica Books

Copyright 2015 by Mindy Masters

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be
reproduced or distributed in any printed or electronic form without
permission.

This book contains explicit descriptions of sexual
acts and is intended only for readers ages 18 and above. All
characters portrayed as participating in sexual acts are
consenting, are at least 18 years of age, and are not related by
blood.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Chapter
1

This whole past week at the office has been absolute
hell.

My name is Raylene (or Ray for short), and I’m a
data analyst working for Reevo, a company that… well… okay, I don’t
really know what we do. I just make sure that all the data
lines up in the system before we push it out to our clients.

If that sounds like bullshit to you, then I agree—it
kind of is.

The office I work in is admittedly far from perfect.
Our numbers are down, all of the other data analysts are apathetic
or frustrated, and our manager Charlie likes to lock himself in his
office to watch anime and play PS4 (which, hey, I would totally do
if I got a salary like him).

But it’s not the worst place. The people are pretty
cool, and they like to reward us with monthly lunches… which is
kind of their way of showing us appreciation while also not giving
us raises, but, y’know, you take what you can get. My friend
Christie and I do okay.

As I arrive at the office today, all of the other
data analysts (and there are a lot of us) look not just bored like
usual—they look sad, maybe even a little pissed. I’m not really
sure what’s going on, so I take my seat, set down my purse, and
lean over to Christie.

“Uh, what’s going on now?” I murmur.

“Ray,” sighs Christie in her signature monotone.
“Our new manager is here.”

“Is he now?”

“She, actually. And she doesn’t like non-work
related chatter.”

“But this is work-related, isn’t it?”

“I don’t think that’s what she means.”

Someone loudly clears her throat from behind me. I
freeze.

Fuck. This is just my luck.

“No, it really isn’t what I mean,” I hear her say.
Her tone of voice is chilly and severe.

Yeeeeep. Must be the new manager.

I turn around and am stunned to see not the old
wizened hag I was expecting, but instead a pretty woman who looks
to be in her early to mid thirties. She has big green eyes, long
brunette hair that falls just past her shoulders, and what I have
to admit is kind of an amazing rack. She’s tall and slender
and is wearing a dark fitted blazer and matching pencil skirt that
barely covers her legs.